I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 144: The Upgraded Giant Swing Is Here
After another five or six minutes of walking, we finally arrived at the Yellow Team’s game area.
Mu Qiu looked up at the giant pendulum attached to two super high pillars and exclaimed in amazement.
"Is this the upgraded version of the giant pendulum? Sister Guan Yu, you guys lucked out. This is the most popular attraction at Yun City Joy Valley; countless people choose this over the drop tower."
Guan Yu: "??? Replace what?"
"The drop tower." Li Yang kindly repeated.
Guan Yu gasped: "Is this more terrifying than the drop tower?"
"Which do you think is scarier, the feeling of weightlessness going straight up and down, or the spinning kind of weightlessness?"
Those who lost in the previous round are always keen on scaring the contestants of the next round.
Shi Yuhuai joined the conversation, analyzing from an observer’s point of view: "The previous two games at most had turns and flips, but this one spins continuously. With centrifugal force and weightlessness combined, it is theoretically scarier."
Guan Yu couldn’t believe it; she looked around and saw nothing but sincere expressions.
"...No way, right?"
She turned to look at Cheng Zhirang, who gave a helpless shrug. Then she turned to Qi Feng, and finally found someone nice.
Qi Feng comforted her: "It’s okay, this one isn’t particularly scary. Plus, our task is just to recite a poem, which is relatively simpler."
"Makes sense." Guan Yu decided she should trust Qi Feng.
But as she walked toward the pendulum, she couldn’t help swallowing hard, recalling Mu Qiu’s words.
The staff urged her to sit down, and Guan Yu took one last look at the sincerely cheering crowd below before tiptoeing onto the seat.
As soon as she sat down, her legs seemed to shrink a notch.
Cheng Zhirang and Qi Feng sat on either side of her effortlessly. The staff pressed down the shoulder restraint, fastened the seatbelt, adjusted the microphone’s tightness, and set up the GoPro above the seat for him.
Long legs remained on the ground, in stark contrast to a certain someone next to him.
When it was Guan Yu’s turn, she quickly held the staff’s hand, "Wait, wait!"
"Let me feel the air down here a little longer."
She tried desperately to touch the ground with her feet to run away, but no matter how much she strained, her short legs couldn’t reach the ground.
It was a bit comical, and the people around her burst into laughter.
Mu Qiu leaned on the railing, cheering her on: "Go, Sister Guan Yu! You’re almost touching the ground! Just move a little more!"
"Hahahahahahaha!"
"It’s not like you’re never coming down; you just want to take in more of the air down there, hahaha!"
Guan Yu: "..."
The staff took the opportunity, quickly pressing down her overhead shoulder restraint, making a clicking sound, and then pulled the seatbelt tight with another crisp click.
Guan Yu was startled by the seatbelt motion, suddenly tightened at her waist, she was immobilized in her seat.
She looked up at the staffer.
"...Quite efficient, huh?"
The staffer flashed a bright smile at her: "Average, just a few years on the job."
"..." Was that a compliment?!
But since she was already seated, there wasn’t much she could do, so she decided to focus on something useful and turned to Cheng Zhirang: "Brother Cheng, what poem did we choose again?"
Cheng Zhirang raised an eyebrow: "Didn’t you memorize it?"
And now you don’t even remember the name?
"Well, wasn’t it, wasn’t it nerves?"
Cheng Zhirang sighed: "Nian Nu Jiao·Red Cliff Remembrance, you even found it yourself."
Guan Yu nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes, it’s Red Cliff Remembrance!"
"...What’s the first line again?"
Cheng Zhirang closed his eyes.
Facing their direction, Mu Qiu was laughing so hard that crow’s feet were about to become permanent.
"No way, Sister Guan Yu, you found it yourself and already forgot the name?"
Shu Ran was also laughing exaggeratedly, her eye line merging with the eyeliner’s upward curve.
"Guan Yu, are you just going to lip-sync with Brother Cheng later?"
"That’s not allowed!" Li Yang, who was eager to find someone who might be more embarrassing than himself, stood firm on the game rules.
"That’s not allowed! All three must recite together; the GoPro sees everything clearly!"
Guan Yu, feeling both angry and embarrassed: "Li Yang, you just can’t stand to see me shine, can you?!"
"We agreed in the first episode, we must not come in last! I’m just trying to change my rankings!"
"How can someone who only raises their score by catching others cheating speak so self-righteously?!"
"Just stop fighting, sis. Get ready to soar up high and breathe the freshest air up there!"
Just as he finished speaking, the operator called from the control room: "Get ready, it’s about to start!"
Guan Yu was so shocked that her expression twisted, and she quickly leaned back into her seat.
"Brother Cheng! How do we recite this poem?!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
Mu Qiu propped up his chin, not really understanding the scream, as they just started moving, swaying less than two meters side by side.
"Sis, you screamed too early."
In such a close range, there’s no need to raise voices deliberately; how far could it be?
Guan Yu let out a yelp, opened her eyes, "Sorry, my body clock went off a bit early."
Li Yang gave her an exasperated look.
The giant pendulum started to swing higher, and Guan Yu’s controlled expression faded into louder screams.
However, Mu Qiu was no longer moved by her screams. She kept her eyes on the person next to her.
Sitting on the far left, Cheng Zhirang actually, genuinely smiled.
At this point, it was already late afternoon. The sunlight was less glaring, soon to merge with the evening’s matte afterglow.
But Cheng Zhirang beamed so brightly, with his brow eyes curved, that when he closed those sparkling eyes, it seemed like the light had shifted from his eyes to his smiling face.
His innate beauty was stunning at a glance.
As for the two people beside him, looking again made it feel like they had descended from the ethereal Jade Pool to the murky mortal realm.
After all, one was noisy, and the other constantly rolling their eyes.
The pendulum swung higher and higher, spinning continuously, and Guan Yu’s scream ranged from high to low, then from low to high, accompanied by the nearby rotating sound.
Like an old semi-automatic washing machine wringing out water, clothes dancing, and the washing machine dancing along.
Lin Xixi asked: "Weren’t they ready a while ago? Why haven’t they started the task yet?"
Li Yang’s head followed the pendulum’s U-shaped movement, "Getting used to the feeling, I think even Brother Cheng had his eyes closed at first."
Duan Pinyuan’s head moved along, feeling they were already impressive, "They’ve been up there for a while and haven’t been sprayed yet."
Mu Qiu’s gaze paused briefly on Cheng Zhirang, then she turned back and asked: "What was Sister Guan Yu’s expression like?"
Li Yang and Lin Xixi got stuck.
Shu Ran and Duan Pinyuan weren’t sure, everyone looked to the last person.
Shi Yuhuai thought for a moment: "Smiling."
Mu Qiu snapped her fingers: "Alright, they’re about to be sprayed."
